as you dream about the past

You're in the school lockerroom taking out some of your books. *Sigh* It's valentines day... The worst day of the year. You look around and see girls in every direction flocking around in groups. Why do they always have to move in packs? Why can't I ever get one alone. *Sigh* Not like it matters... It's not like they would even talk to me if I tried.

You take out a love letter meant for your crush. Mom said I should just grow a pair of balls and approach her. Such an easy thing to say for a woman. They never make the first move. As you move out of the lockerroom into the dining hall your heart skips a beat. There she is, Angela. A voluptous young girl with long blond hair and a slender figure is sitting on the ground gathering her belongings which she must have dropped accidentally. This is my chance. I could try and help her get her things. Then I'll slip the letter in there. It's perfect!

You nervously walk up to Angela. As you are about to announce yourself Billy bumps into and you drop your letter on the ground. Why now? I was so close.

''Hey there Mike, didn't see you there. Oh wait, you dropped something.''

No please don't pick it up! But it's already too late. He picks up the letter as Angela looks up.

''Oh my God, is that a love letter? Did Mike write you a love letter?'' Angela immediately encourages Billy to read it before you can even protest.

No, this is not supposed to happen! That love letter was for you Angela! But you don't have the guts to say it out loud. What's even worse is the fact your love letter was very unspecified making it believable that you could have written it for Billy. Angela starts giggling as she spoils how she has fantasized about two guys making out. She encourages Billy and you to kiss in front of her. The weird thing is, Billy seems to be going for it. He blushes as he pouts his lips and leans into you.

''I love gay people.'' Angela squeals.

You take a step back and see the confused look on Billy's face. Without anymore thinking, you flee the scene. But that one sentence of your crush will haunt you for the rest of your high school years.

''I love gay people''